"Miss Ning, everyone likes to be free. But you have been taken away from the hospital before, right?
Don't you remember that incident?"
What happened that day was still fresh in her memory, because it led to the most terrifying days of her
life. But Nancy thought this was a different case, so she argued, "You said it yourself. I was in the
hospital when it happened. Now, I am at home. I don't need bodyguards here!"
"No, if a bad guy targeted you, he would find an opportunity to kill you no matter where you are. Miss
Ning, you'd better listen to Mr. Fu." Trying to convince her, Hiram smiled a little.
"So, do I have to have the bodyguards around me wherever I go?" asked Nancy.
When Hiram nodded, she almost groaned in frustration.
"Are you watching my every action?" At last, Nancy understood why Charles seemed to know
everything she was doing.
Her intuition had been telling her that maybe he had appointed someone to follow her anywhere.
It turned out that she was right all along!
From Hiram's eyes, Nancy had confirmed her guess.
After thinking for a while, Hiram said slowly, "Miss Ning, please understand that Mr. Fu is just worried
about your safety."
"No! I don't believe he's protecting me at all. He's just using this as an excuse to imprison me. Hiram,
don't keep an eye on me too much. It's suffocating!" Hoping that he would agree, Nancy pleaded.
However, he only gave him an awkward look and replied, "I work for Mr. Fu."
Nancy was so angry that she shouted, "What about me?"
"You are Mr. Fu’s woman." Hiram's reply made Nancy angrier.
"Hiram, why are you so stubborn? Forget it. I don't want to talk you anymore. You can leave now." Just
now, Nancy said Hiram was a part of her family. But it turned out she was the one who didn't belong to
this family. This was Charles', not hers.
"I'm sorry, Miss Ning, but I have to protect you at all costs. Goodbye." There was no way for Hiram to
compromise, so he could only give her an apologetic look.
"Goodbye, Uncle Hiram." The two kids waved at Hiram when he got into his car.
"Bye, you two." Then Hiram drove away, leaving Nancy hopeless.
As soon as the car left, the two children walked into the house, followed by Nancy.
There were two figures on the garden path, and Nancy knew that they were the bodyguards Hiram had
assigned for her.
Did she need protection?
But instead of feeling secured, she felt suffocated.
Where was Charles now? Was he still drinking and chatting with Brandy? Were they reminiscing the
past and imagining their future together?
What about Nancy?
'Am I a bird imprisoned here by Charles?'
All of a sudden, Nancy felt melancholic. It was okay if Charles didn't love her anymore and wanted to
leave her, but he should at least set her free.
At this point, Nancy could only hope that Charles wouldn't change his mind about letting her go back to
work tomorrow.
With a heavy heart, Nancy went inside the house. She helped the children change their clothes before
she went to the kitchen to cook for them.
Not long after she left them, Nadia followed her into the kitchen. "Mommy, have you really recovered
from your cold?"
"Yes, I am fine now." Seeing the concern in her big dough eyes, Nancy couldn’t help but smile.
"Oh, it's so fast. Mommy, I was afraid that you will be seriously ill. I know how uncomfortable it feels to
be sick. Mommy, are you hurt?"
Remembering the day Nadia got sick, Nancy felt guilty. It was all he fault that Nadia suffered that day.
"Nadia, I'm fine. It's just a slight cold. You hurt your stomach last time, so you have to take good care of
yourself from now on. Be careful of what you eat, okay?" As she spoke, Nancy washed the vegetables.
"I will remember, Mommy. Don't catch a cold again, okay?" Worry was evident in Nadia’s eyes.
For a second, Nancy stopped what she was doing and turned to Nadia and smiled. "Okay."
It was said that daughters were always caring. It was true.
After a while, Nancy was done preparing dinner for the children. The three of them ate together, and
then Nancy asked them to take a shower after. As usual, she told them stories to make them sleep.
It was already half past nine in the evening when Nancy was done with everything she had to do.
The house was completely silent when the children had fallen asleep.
If Charles was here, Nancy wouldn’t feel alone and lonely at all.
But he was not here, so she had no choice but to entertain herself.
In the end, she took a few deep breaths and decided to go to the study room.
The book that Charles hadn’t finished reading yet was left on the desk, and the laptop wasn’t closed.
Therefore, Nancy walked over to close it. However, when she was about to close it, Nancy suddenly
became curious. So she turned it on to have a look.
She tried to crack the password using Charles' and the children’s birthdays but failed.
Then she pressed her birthday, but it wasn't right.
How many secrets did this man have? He was afraid that she would see it, wasn't he?
Although Nancy felt a little disappointed, she was not willing to give up.
To her surprise, when she tried the date she and Charles first made love, it went through.
'What a weird person Charles is! He used the date of that day as the password.’
What did it mean?
Did Charles still remember what happened that day?
Or did he care about it?
With these thoughts in Nancy's mind, she opened the computer folders.
Many documents were set with a password, so Nancy couldn't open them. She only opened one.
There was the only one folder she managed to open and its content left her astonished.
There were photos of her in it. All of these were taken by Edward when they stayed abroad. As far as
she could remember, these photos could only be seen at his house. Unexpectedly, Charles made a
copy in his computer.
The folder also contained the children's photos. There were photos of Bobby from when he was a
month old, a hundred days... The first time he learned to walk, up to the first time he learned to call
Charles "Daddy".
Nancy continued to scroll through the pictures until she saw Nadia’s photos.
However, Nadia was already a little old in the photos. Because both Charles and Nancy wasn't by her
side when she was a child.
This was Nancy and Charles' common regret.
With a sigh, Nancy closed the laptop and walked out of the study room.
The first thing she did when she came back to their bedroom was check the time. It was already eleven
o' clock, so she couldn't stop herself from frowning.
'Why hasn't Charles come back yet?
What is he doing with Brandy?
Are they still drinking? Or are they doing something else?
Alas, Charles said he doesn't love me. Why do I still care about him? Isn't this asking for trouble?'
Shaking these thoughts away, Nancy turned off the table lamp. The room instantly darkened, and the
moonlight broke through the window, making the room more desolate.
Nancy took the remote control and turned the room temperature up a little.
Even so, she didn't feel warm, but even colder.
Her eyes were closed, but she still couldn't fall asleep. It felt as if her heart was on fire.
So, Nancy sat up and turned on the lamp. She grabbed her book and decided to read.
Minutes had already passed, but she still didn't feel sleepy at all. Nancy reminded herself again and
again that she had to go to work tomorrow, and there would be many patients waiting for her. So she
had to take good care of herself.
Still, she couldn't fall asleep, so she had to take a sleeping pill.
Sure enough, the sleeping pill worked, and Nancy quickly fell asleep.
After a while, she felt someone already scratching her face.
Automatically, she thought Charles finally came home. "Charles?"
"Mommy, it's me. It's already dawn. Why don't you get up and make breakfast for us?"
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